A French Toast Day

Ummmm French toast arrrrrdrool. I can only assume that is what everyone across Maryland and Virginia is having for breakfast this snowy morning as the grocery stores are out of the three primary ingredients of said toast; those being bread, eggs and milk. Oh, and there's also a shortage of TP. I guess when one eats so much French toast one gets the runs too. So the snow is coming down and the weather prognosticators and their magic eight balls are calling for between five and eight inches of snow with the heaviest falling at the time of the afternoon rush hour. Typical.

Daveed and Apryl have graciously invited me to stay with them a third night in a row, and I have graciously accepted (thanks guys). It is indeed better to drive fifteen miles than fifty in the white stuff. Daveed and I will likely watch movies and enjoy adult beverages, and I will need to do a small load of laundry as I only brought enough clothes for two days. D'OH! Hey I was blissfully unaware of the impending storm. Oh well. Well I need to head off to the office kitchen now and get my damn fine cup of coffee and some breakfast. Unfortunately for me it's not French toast.